Motionless In White – Broadcasting From Beyond The Grave: Death Inc. lyrics

[Intro] Good evening, you're listening to Broadcasting from Beyond the Grave Tonight's chilling episode, Death Incorporated [Verse 1] Can you hear the bell toll Little scarecrow, radio Burn it like a star in a black hole Did you get the memo, pretty psycho Romeo Cutting you up like a Van Gogh [Pre-Chorus] You're not fucking with us, we're not fucking with you So you can fuck yourself and your puppy too You're the Wizard of Oz, we've get nothing to lose So you can fuck yourself and your little dog too Yeah you can fuck yourself, we've got nothing to prove [Chorus] We are the weirdos in your stereo, disco freak show (Death Incorporated) We are the weirdos in the microphone supernatural (Death Incorporated) We are beyond here Don't belong here Turn it up yeah (Death Incorporated) We are beyond here Don't belong here Turn it up yeah (Death Incorporated) [Verse 2] Do you feel like a psycho, [?] rodeo Painting your disease like a digital Picasso Feeling so bad and nobody's gonna need you Spinning in your grave but nobody's gonna hear you [Chorus] We are the weirdos in your stereo, disco freak show (Death Incorporated) We are the weirdos in the microphone supernatural (Death Incorporated) [Verse 3] [?] We are beyond here Don't belong here Turn it up yeah Drop the bomb [Chorus] We are the weirdos in your stereo, disc of freakture (Death Incorporated) We are the weirdos in the microphone supernatural (Death Incorporated) We are beyond here Don't belong here Tear it up yeah (Death Incorporated) We are beyond here Don't belong here Tear it up yeah (Death Incorporated) Let's go [Outro] Until next time, the haunting tales of terror and mystery This is Broadcasting from Beyond the Grave Explain Request ×

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